by Edward Lear
There was a Young Lady whose bonnet,
Came untied when the birds sate upon it;
But she said: 'I don't care!
All the birds in the air
Are welcome to sit on my bonnet!'
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Last updated January 14, 2019
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Last updated January 14, 2019